Another one from the neighbour’s collection
Another one from the neighbour’s collection
I am diabetic and should test the sugar content in my blood at least once a day, actually after every meal, but the little white plastic sticks cost enough (although the insurance pays 90%) and so I avoid it generally.
However, the German expression for the blood sugar level is “Blutzuckerspiegel” literally translated, verbatim, “blood sugar mirror”. So if you blood sugar mirror is down, then you have a low level of sugar in the blood.
You can have “pig” in German, meaning luck. Where the “dog is buried” is the solution to a problem. If she has a “bird”, she is not quite in her right mind, which is also explained by not having “all your cups in the cupboard” and if you only understand the “railway station” it means you do not understand anything. You can also be the “insulted sausage” meaning you are annoyed.
And this goes on. Yes German can be quite confusing. I will not even begin with the Swiss variations.
Need I say more. This is me in the afternoon sitting at the computer. And what I am doing, I am trying to figure out what to write for my daily prompt. Do I have a suitable photo? Of course I will find one somewhere. In this case I knew what I wanted but they were all photos before I became a golden oldie and also with my older computers. I recruited Mr. Swiss to take the photo with my mobile phone and he did it quite well, despite the problems he had with holding the phone. I am sitting on the porch outside on this wonderful summer day.
It was time to brush up my blogging image and so here I am complete with my apple computer. I also have an Acer computer, but I keep that one for mainly storing my photos. Of course I also use it for my daily prompt blogs now and again.
I have been blogging for many years, 10 I believe and in many places. My first blogging experience was Yahoo 350 which closed down. I then discovered Multiply and that was really fun. I got to know many other bloggers but Multiply also closed (mainly through greed of the owner who moved to Indonesia and decided to transform it into a marketing platform). I still have contact with many from that time: most found a new home in Facebook. Basically I dislike Facebook, but I have my own little corner there.
WordPress was always a sideline for me. I discovered their Daily Prompts and at last knew what to write, more or less. This section also closed, but thanks to the enterprising members that decided to spend time and energy to do it for us, I am still in my little corner of the WordPress world.
I took a course once on web assistant and even made my own site. I also hosted a site with a few others many years ago and realise the responsibility and hard work it needs to maintain its success.
Today is our first annual anniversary, so a big thank you to all involved.
And tomorrow is 1st June, time flies. The summer is now arriving, slowly but surely. After a rainy begin, the weeks is developing into a parade example of good weather, sun and warmth. It was only last year when we began to eat our meals outside on the porch in May, but those days have now dwindled. I like to be outside as much as possible in the warmer seasons, I have my own built-in heating system. However Mr. Swiss now has problems and needs warmer weather than I do. As a concession we are still eating inside, although I am outside most of the time otherwise.
I did break out yesterday afternoon for a wheelie in the surroundings, but there was nothing special to report. The horses were grazing at the neighbouring farm by the roadside. I decided to wheel on into town. Yesterday was a religious holiday for Ascension Day and it seemed to be more religious than most as town was quite empty and only a few restaurants were open.
My first glimpse of the town entry showed desolation. and there were definitely no entertainments happening, such a street musicians. As if to compensate one of the appartments in town had open windows filling the street with music from their radio.
I wheeled onto our Amthausplatz on the edge of town with a few official local government buildings.
At last something completely different. They are renovating Amthaus No. 1 (which must be at least 80 years old) and it is encased in a Christy similar artistic packing. The building has local government offices and I believe also law courts, although we have a Amthaus No. 2 where most of the court matters are conducted.
After an hour of wheeling around and not finding anything more interesting for a photo, I decided to wheel my way home along the river bank. Even the river seemed to be deserted. the ducks were also taking a day off.
However some children had decided to feed the swan. There was only one swan, so she was probably glad to have the food all to herself, or for the cygnets in the nest.
I arrived back home and uploaded the few photos from my camera. Since my photo hoster, Flickr, had downtime last week and problems getting started again, I returned to Google photos and discovered they have an arrangement with WordPress and it is much easier and quicker now to include my photos, so I now have two photo hosting systems.
This morning I was doing my usual rounds on WordPress. I have my own system and like to visit other contributions on the sites where I also participate and WordPress have again changed their system. It got very annoying as I had to go round four corners until I arrived where I wanted to. I did the necessary and decided to return to bed hugging for half an hour and then “Bingo”, I had a brainwave (in bed) and realised how to adapt to the suit the new WordPress system. I included a new app on my iPad and was ready to go. I know, our web sites are always adapting in the name of improvement, but this was a real stupid development and a step back.
Today is week-end shopping time: the list is made and I am ready to go this afternoon. At the moment I am still enjoying the morning in the kitchen with my computer, in front of an open window with the remains of my cup of tea and my iPhone by my side in case something new happens. It should be quite easy shopping (it always is in the afternoon actually) with even less people as they are now away enjoying their long holiday week-end, despite the kilometer traffic jams they had yesterday.
Ii am now off for some hoovering and mopping exercises. Have a good day and enjoy it. I will be back (a promise, not a threat).
Yesterday’s view of the Jura mountain chain from our village
I am gradually learning all the names of those flowers that I take photos of. Another selection from a local flowerbed in town.
One of the old houses on the right in our town. On the left the clock tower.
The local castle, also a house at one time for the French Ambassador to Switzerland.
Just a local house.
Humdrum is following me. Every day I embark on an adventure, or I try to.
I go to the supermarket on Monday, Wednesday and Friday afternoon. What could be more humdrum, I even know the days I go. Sometimes we might have a holiday on one of those days and the stores are closed. Imagine the excitement when I shop on Tuesday instead of Monday. The store has the Tuesday feeling, excitement and perhaps I might see a butcher on Tuesday that usually has the day off when I go shopping. A different face to serve me my sausages and ham.
On the other days of the week I make an effort to go for a wheelie with my camera (if it is not raining). Now the problems begin. I am looking for excitement for my camera lens and that is when a crow decides to fly before my very eyes, an action photo. Just at the moment when I was not concentrating and my camera is not ready. Or yesterday I was having my midday sleep and then I heard a very loud noise. I struggled to the window, opened the blinds, and what did I see. A formation flight of the Swiss airforce (yes we have one) and they looked perfect and low flyers, what a photo that would be. I was in the bedroom, sleep still in my eyes, and my camera was in another room. When I eventually realised what was happening the planes were off in the distance. Just as I had got comfortable again hugging the bed, the planes did a second fly over. Another opportunity to get my Pulitzer prize for photography missed. It is the story of my life.
I have at least 200 photos of our local train, another humdrum event, but you never know. Perhaps one of our storks might be sitting on it as it approaches the little station in our village with its 970 population. Today there was a football tournament in the village on the other side of the river. I could hear the commentaries all day, but too far to go there. I would have to swim across the river. I could take the car, but probably not find a parking space.
And so here I am writing my daily humdrum blog. Why? because I do it daily I suppose.
Have you ever seen a sleeping swan
Because they do not drift
Heads tucked up in their warming feathers
They are doing the dreaming shift
Settled in a comfortable place
Along the river brink
Floating on the drift of the waves
They definitely will not sink
This is not this morning, but yesterday late afternoon or early evening. I found it a wonderful sky and much better than this morning which is grey in grey and there is mist everywhere. We had another rain storm yesterday and there is enough water in the air at the moment. At least I do not have to spray my garden.
Some time ago I took this photo of something strange growing in my garden.
It was growing in a strange place, at the front of my hosta bed and had stretched it stalk to show it was there. The stalk had grown from a group of leaves staying flat on the ground. I had no idea what it was, but realised that something was inside and one day they would show themselves.
One day was yesterday and imagine my surprise when I saw this head of flowers. Unfortunately they were not showing their faces – yet. I did not want to disturb them for fear of the stalk breaking, but I did manage this close up picture.
This was getting quite intriguing. What was this that was growing in my garden? I decided to examine further and believe them now to be something known as Allium siculum or more common Honey Garlic. Most allium have something to do with onions, leek or garlic, although there is a decorative sort. This plant seems to be more at home in Mediterranean areas, even in the Balkan countries, but there was no mention of it growing in Switzerland. However there are some gardeners that know of the decorative value of this plant and have them in their garden. My neighbour also has a few exotic vegetables in his garden, mainly chilli peppers and other far eastern spices, so perhaps he is also growing his own garlic.
I have no idea where this came from. It is just one example growing on its own. According to the details it will eventually have a very decorative seed pod when the flowers finish, so it looks like I could plant more.
I do have an example of the decorative allium in my garden which open its first flowers yesterday. When it is finished it will look something like this.
I took this photo a few years ago in my garden. So enough of my mystery flower, which no longer seems to be such a mystery. I still do not know where this wild garlic arrived from.
Otherwise life continues almost as normal, although today is Ascension Day, one of those religious holidays celebrated almost everywhere in Europe. In Switzerland all the shops are closed. I remember when I was a working lady how I would enjoy those days now and again. Generally we also had a free day on the following Friday, making a nice long week-end. Today, being a golden oldie, every day is a holiday, well almost. The news yesterday was already full of reports of the traffic jam that had begun to build up towards the entrance to the Gotthard tunnel, our gateway to the Italian part of Switzerland where everyone seems to go when there is a holiday. The climate is warmer than the rest of Switzerland and the vegetation is more in the Italian style. These are the days when I prefer to stay where I am and not mix with the crush of the crowds in Lugano or Locarno.
I am out of bed a little earlier this morning, 7.00 am. in the morning at the moment. It is the day of fresh bed linen again, so I will be having a fight to put the fitted sheets on the bed and recover the duvet and cushion for two beds. Mr. Swiss is not longer able to do it. One day I might have to employ someone to do it for me.
And now to move on, if you have a holiday today then enjoy and otherwise just take it easy if possible.
I think these were growing in a flower bed somewhere in town.
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